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Chill Lyrics by Sir Michael Rocks

Premier Politics 1.5

2012

[Verse 1: Like]
She told me
She don't like the way yo breath smell
Bluetooth in the club and it's Nextel
Tattoos on yo neck with yo ex spelled
She's an S Class, you an XL - Hyundai
You told her that you sex well - funnay
If this was school, you'd be expelled - Monday
Someday, maybe you'll get a clear view
She just wanna dance, she don't wanna hear you
[Verse 2: Sir Michael Rocks]
Ah, that's dope, them pants cuffs was a nice touch
You going to the award show with a white tux
Dog, you hyped up? You hype, man? For who now?
You say y'all niggas threw down, the bitches want you now?
You was a substitute alternate second string
Background back-up dancer for Dru Hill
Man, that's cool I'mma be right back
So stay right here and keep on track
And you got that...
[Hook: Sir Michael Rocks x2]
Homeboy, chill, don't be so rough
You can holler at a girl 'til she go deaf
But, you ain't, saying, nothing, man
Don't, hold, yo, breath
[Verse 3: Like]
Spot her with her friends and you try and impose so you buy her a rose
But she already know you be lying to hoes
Plus, you ain't fresh, you don't iron ya clothes
With ya work boots on, where you buy 'em, from Lowes?
She tryna get chose, but her standards too high and you high in the lows
She got a shovel out, tryna get gold
She from Chi-Town, yep she tryna get Rose
[Verse 4: Sir Michael Rocks]
Ay - you ain't see how she gave him the slip
Thought he had it in the bag but he losing his grip
Took a hand up on her hip and she took it and put it back
Yea, he got the iPhone but his screen cracked
Who gave you that? Your bait is jacked
And your hairline look like a rainbow
You know the whole game like watching a game show
Then be wondering why we don't kick it with the same hoes
[Hook x2]
[Outro: Sir Michael Rocks]
Ay, good looking, Like. We gotta show these old, ya nahmsayin, 300C driving ass niggas what it really is, man. You don't got a chance with her if you not talking right, dog. It's all about that mind, dude. If you ain't coming correct on the mindframe then you ain't really gon' have a chance, man. You gotta hold your own out here, man. Stop doing what you see these niggas on BET doing, dog. Live your own life. Stand on your own two, man. This shit is real

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"Chill" appears on "Premier Politics 1.5" in 2012.

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